What you can't tell from the image, though, is the feel. They've given the cover a matt, textured finish so it feels like one of those high quality hardback's extra-thick paper dust-covers. The kind of paper artists use - sort of veined, rippled like marble. It's a thing of beauty, I tell you and there's only 600 of them. I wanna run my fingers over it, bury my nose in it for that new print smell. I mean, look at it. Just look at it. I love Pan MacMillan. I want us to have lots of babies together.
I will, of course, be taking one of my copies to the pub tonight to show the Hubbards mob. Only one, mind. Only one. And not Number 1 of 600.
Oh no. Not my precious.